But No Perfection Is So Absolute, That

Let's All Cry Peace, Freedom, And Liberty!

April ... Hath Put A Spirit Of Youth In Everything.

When You Depart From Me Sorrow Abides And Happiness Takes His Leave.

Time Be Thine, And Thy Best Graces Spend It At Thy Will.

Thou Hast Most Traitorously Corrupted The Youth Of The Realm In Erecting A Grammar School.